Rise From The Doom Chapter 176

In the dark night, the biggest enemy was not the bandits, but the night. The unknown was the most dangerous. Liu Wei An Gong focused his eyes and two rays of light shot out. The hazy scene became clear in his vision. Fifty meters away, a sand thief was lying on the ground sneakily, firing at a building in the southeast direction.

It was an old-fashioned building that didn't look like a residential building. It was a bit like a western church with a pointed roof. However, there was no sign of a cross. It was unknown if it collapsed or if the building was just similar in appearance. After a simple modification, it became a bunker reinforced by mixed mud. The only way to get out was through a large iron gate in the middle. This turtle shell like structure was the main reason why the people inside the building had been able to stay inside for so long.

This was the advice of the tanks, who had served in the army before, although they had been mixed up in the slave areas for decades, their sense of security had never changed, and the lions had supported this approach. There were sentries in all four directions in Times Square, each with 50 people, or at least 20, and they were mainly vigilant.

In fact, after the rise of Times Square, it had become the largest power in the area within hundreds of miles. No other power dared to pull out a tiger's whiskers, and many people thought otherwise.

The appearance of the sand bandits was very easy to recognize. First, it was the hair, because there was no hair cut all year round, the hair had grown on the shoulders, it was messy, sticky, and muddy. When mixed together, it gave people a feeling that they had to walk a little further. This was a common feature of all slaves, but after the sudden rise of Times Square, this changed.

Times Square was filled with water pipes from the residential district. Of course, this was only for daily use, not drinking water. However, it was enough to change the dirty, messy and poor image of Times Square.

This was the best way to distinguish friends and enemies, but Liu Wei An paid more attention to the temperament of a sand bandit. This sand bandit faintly exuded a murderous aura, ruthlessness, irritability, and it was completely different from the cowering, uneasy feeling of a slave. Usually, only when one's hands were stained with too much life, would they be able to form this kind of aura.

This kind of person viewed life as child's play!

This sandbandit was dressed in rags, and the gun in his hand was an old-fashioned eliminated rifle. Obviously, he didn't do much in the sandbandit organization, but compared to the unarmed slaves, he was much better.

Suddenly, Liu Wei'an saw a trace of happiness on the face of the sand bandit. It was an emotion caused by seeing prey. He closed his left eye, slightly raised the barrel of the gun, and was about to pull the trigger when a sharp force hit his head.

Puff!

The bandit's head exploded as his body fell onto the sand two meters away. His fingers unconsciously twitched twice and he became motionless. His remaining consciousness could not form in time and he died in a blank space.

The person on the right had a scar on his face, which slid from his cheek to his ear. Judging from the scar, it should be the burn mark of a bullet, which could be considered a big face, just a little more and it would be enough for him to say goodbye to this world.

Both of them heard the noise and turned their heads at the same time. Their eyes widened as they saw the scene before them. Their mouths opened but no sound came out. Their heads almost exploded at the same time.

Liu Wei An half squatted on the ground. His hawk-like eyes scanned the entire battlefield. The sniper rifle on his shoulder shook from time to time. Every time it shook, a head would explode in the distance. In less than a minute, 23 bandits had lost their lives and the area's firepower had been greatly reduced.

A few unpleasant sounds rang out, and the sand thief's reaction speed was astonishingly fast. Immediately, dozens of sand thieves approached this direction, and regardless of whether there was anyone there or not, a bullet swept over first.

Bang!

Inside the sandbandit, the tallest man fell from the sky and a bowl-sized bloody hole appeared on his chest. This sandbandit should be of quite a high status, he must have eaten well, he must have had enough nourishment, and he did not die immediately, releasing a wolf's howl, his fingers tightly gripped the trigger of the submachine gun, and the bullets shot up into the sky for about seven or eight seconds before stopping.

Liu Wei An suddenly stood up, and the sniper rifle vibrated three times in a row. Puff, puff, puff, and in the distance, the heads of the three bandits that were at the forefront exploded, and before they could fire their fourth shot, they quickly rushed towards a shallow pit three meters away. The moment they hit the ground, they heard the dense bullets hitting the ground, and the rocks that were sputtering all over their faces started to hurt a little.

Liu Wei An laid flat on the ground, trying his best to stick close to the ground. Bullets whizzed past his back, and several of them grazed his skin. The heat from the friction almost burnt his skin.

Clang!

A bullet struck the handle of the sniper rifle and a fiery light shot out. The bullet shot past the middle of Liu Wei An's forehead and almost hit his eye. Liu Wei An was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.

In less than three seconds, he had been feeling it for a century.

Intense gunfire rang out from all directions, and the bullets fired quickly became sparse. It was the tank, which led the soldiers to launch a counterattack. Liu Wei An calculated the trajectory of the bullet and rushed out of the pit when the bullet left his body. He rolled on the ground for 5 meters in a split-second like a gecko and landed behind a small hill. Just as he landed, a sniper shot rang out.

Bang!

In the distance, a machine gun with a muzzle sticking out of its throat was silenced. Liu Wei An let out a heavy breath and quickly poked his head out of the slope. With a stretch, he shrank back and the surrounding scene was reflected into his head. Following that, the sound of a sniper rifle could be heard.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

The bodies of the six bandits shook and they flew backward. Three heads exploded and three hearts appeared with a hole the size of a bowl. Blood spurted out of the holes.

The Sand Bandits had the lowest firepower, and the tanks were very sensitive to the situation. The moment the enemy's firepower was weakened, he immediately launched a charge, and more than 50 guns fired at the same time, suppressing the Sand Bandits' firepower.

Almost at the same time, Liu Wei An jumped up. He retrieved the ring from his sniper rifle, pulled back his bow, spread his legs and sprinted towards the sand bandit at a speed so fast that it was hard to catch a glimpse of. Within two seconds, he was already over fifty meters away.

"A ceasefire!" With a loud shout from the tank, all the guns turned off immediately. Without the illumination from the fire, their line of sight fell into darkness. The moment their eyes adapted to the light rays, all the pirates heard a strange vibration. It was a long and low vibration. Before they could distinguish what it was, a scream was already ringing in their ears.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The mournful scream had only just sounded halfway when it abruptly stopped, as if someone had pinched the neck. After the scream, there was no more sound. After a few seconds of silence, Tank who was waiting in the distance felt like he was suffocating. He let out a sigh of relief when the sound of a gunshot rang out.

"Charge."

He could instantly tell from the sound of the submachine gun and sniper rifle that the pirates did not have a sniper rifle.

When the warriors behind the tank rushed into the area occupied by the sand pirates, their apprehensive hearts suddenly became shocked. On the ground, dozens of corpses were talking about in disorder. Their faces were filled with disbelief, because the cause of their death was not a heavy machine gun, but an arrow.

The arrows of the cold weapons were simple wooden poles.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought it was a fantasy. The battle for half a day and they still wouldn't have been able to avoid casualties. Within the span of a breath, a cold weapon had solved the problem. Liu Wei An had already left. No one knew where he had gone to.

"You guys go to the fort to support them. The rest of you, follow me." The tank ordered ten men to leave.

With the fortress as the center, the sand bandits had set up a circle encirclement. Liu Wei An didn't understand why the sand pirates did this, according to the logic, with the pirates' strength and firepower, they could easily destroy a bunker with only fifty people. However, he only thought for a while, and didn't pursue this issue, because as long as he could get rid of all the sand bandits, any conspiracy wouldn't be a problem.

The encirclement had a crack in it, and the surrounding area was moving closer to the crack. Without communication tools, the sand pirates' reaction speed was truly admirable to Liu Wei An. However, the pirates obviously did not think of the existence of a sniper among their enemies.

In the distance, those sand bandits with submachine guns had all fallen down one by one. It was as if they were calling out names, and wherever the fire was fierce, people would die. It was just a few hundred meters distance, to Liu Wei An, it was basically like shooting at anything, and the night had no effect on him at all.

Even if his companions fell one after another, they would still resolutely advance forward. Liu Wei An's lips curled into a cold smile as he quietly moved to another place. If these people had night vision cameras installed on their guns, he would still be a bit afraid.

Unlike before, where I only risked my life in order to tear open the encirclement as soon as possible, now I can be considered the enemy in the light, in the dark, and the advantage lies in my hands.

Three hundred meters, two hundred meters! Killing intent flashed across Liu Wei An's eyes. He took out a grenade from his ring. It was stolen by the police when they were chasing them. There weren't many of them, only twenty or so. However, it was just right to use it against these bandits.

Knowing that the grenade had landed right in front of their eyes, the sand bandit finally noticed it. The expression on his face instantly turned into despair, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, he was flipped over by the terrifying shockwave. Countless steel balls and iron nails shot into his body, cutting off their lives.

"Boom ~ ~ ~"

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